Chapter 455

Joyce was sobbing uncontrollably, and her cries echoed down the hallway. Donald remained silent with a serious expression, clearly waiting for Tiffany's response. For Tiffany, this was an opportunity. "I have one condition," she said. Donald didn't respond verbally, but his cold stare said it all. Joyce glanced at Donald, but he didn't meet her gaze. They both knew what she was going to say. Just then, the doctor rushed over to urge them, "Are you ready? The patient is in critical condition. If this continues, we'll have to resort to defibrillation." "No! Don't use the defibrillator!" Joyce cried out. "Tiffany, I'll agree to anything you ask! Please save him! Save William!" Tiffany had been waiting for this moment. "I don't want anything except Cynthia. Mrs. Lewis, as a mother, I hope you'll never make me suffer the pain of losing a child." "Yes! Yes!" Joyce nodded frantically. "As long as William survives, I'll return Cynthia to you!" Tiffany pressed her lips together, but her